He asked me if i could,
I told him i would,
but why not now ?
What was missing?
The reason? The urge? The wounds?
Am i afraid to quit?
Yet again he asked me,
yet again I answered I would,
he said, better not.
This world accepts metamorphosis, not changes.
And then she asked if I could,
I answered i would,
But now there was a tear,
of no reason, no fear.
2 comments:
:D.... This is great da... but i am not sure if i have comprehended the right meaning... but i think i have.... and i am excited abt my version... u write to me abt ur s... and i ll see if i have understood it in the right manner.......
thats brave.
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